Tag Archives: Life

In a heartbeat

Warm mud squishes through my toes I am walking through sand and shells, tide flats and the narrow channel of the Swinomish river which pours itself into Puget Sound It is September 10, 70 degrees a shelf of clouds dissolves … Continue reading

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Moonset

I watch the moon set behind the rainforest, it is a 6am commute into the city, October Humming and warm, I drive on concrete past cedars skimming a mile of water, with just the hum of the wheels and car … Continue reading

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When it ended

  “The good news is, I’m alive! The bad news is, I fell in a crevasse.” These words came to me while my husband, Doug, was driving down from Paradise base camp on Mt. Rainier to return home. “What?” I … Continue reading

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The house with many rooms

“Grief is like living in a house with many rooms, each with a different name: sadness, anger, fear, celebration, remembering, joy, gratitude.  A friend suggested that the key to abiding in this house is to leave the door to each … Continue reading

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Juxtaposition

how close together are the tracks of good and evil intentions and proof cannot contain them a choice made for healing wounds someone else empties out in a bowl of tears fiercer than a Kentucky rainfall ~~~ you may have … Continue reading

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An Easter question

What it will take to roll the stone away from the grave where I have laid my soul?

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I live my life like this

I live my life skin on skin bow on strings hand to your heart dancing  in my own living room   I live my life like this   I live my life ripping off the bandages that hide the wounds  … Continue reading

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